"Mmmm, that feels good," I sighed as I slowly woke up to the feeling of Dad's strong hands gripping and spreading my butt cheeks while his saliva-dripping tongue lapped at my well-used pucker.
"Tastes good too," he replied. "Like a juicy peach...with notes of lube and cum," he chuckled before going in for more.
"Really, Dad?" I groaned. Even eating his son's ass he could still manage to come up with corny jokes. I loved his jokes, but I would never admit it to him. "Oh god, yeah," I groaned as he began to work the tip of his tongue through my tight ass pucker.
"Mmmm," he replied, kneading my butt cheeks as he devoured my asshole.
"Eat me, Daddy," I groaned with pleasure.
With a noisy slurp, Dad lifted his head. "Can I fuck you instead? I could eat your tasty ass all day, but I have to get to the office and I need to drop a load first."
"The office?" I looked over my shoulder with obvious disappointment on my face. "On Saturday?"
"Afraid so. Special job that can't wait."
"Then you'd better fuck me first, because I can't wait either."
"How's that feel?" Dad asked, sliding a finger into me.
"Too thin and short," I laughed.
"You won't be saying that in a minute."
"I know," I replied. "Fuck me, Daddy."
"My mission in life is to fulfill your every wish...and to fill your ass as often as possible now that I know you like it," Dad chuckled.
I gave another mock groan at his latest joke and waited as I felt the bed shifting with him getting into position. "Oh yeah," I sighed when I felt the head of his dick sliding between my butt cheeks and pressing against my asshole.
"Do you wanna call Mike again?"
"You dirty old man," I laughed, but I stretched out my hand and retrieved my phone from the nightstand.
"That's no secret now," he replied, as he pressed his cock against my tight entrance. "Relax, Son," he growled, as I DickTimed my fuckbuddy.
Just as Mike's smiling face appeared on my phone, the head of Dad's dick popped into my asshole. "Oh fuck," I grunted.
"Good morning to you too," Mike laughed as I felt Dad's rock-hard cock sliding deeper and deeper into me.
"Oh yeah, that's it, Daddy," I sighed.
"Oh, that's it," Mike laughed again, "getting some morning daddy dick."
"Oh yeah," I sighed as Dad worked into a slow fucking rhythm. I could have used some more lube, but my morning body was still relaxed enough to take it...and enjoy it.
"I've already had mine," Mike informed me. "Quick but good. Morning, Mr. Lake"
"Morning, Mikey," Dad grunted as he thrust his throbbing cock into me.
Mike laughed, "Only my dad ever calls me Mikey?"
"I have a feeling you're going to be like a second son to me," Dad panted as he fucked me again and again and again.
"I hope so, sir," Mikey replied.
"Call me 'Dad,'" my dad grunted as he really slammed into me.
"Okay, 'Dad' it is. And maybe 'Daddy' one day soon."
"Count on it, Son," Dad growled as he pounded his meat into me, driving my own hard cock into the mattress."
"Oh yeah, fuck me, Daddy," I groaned.
"Can't talk now, Mikey," Dad panted. "Gotta take care of Huey's needs."
"And your own," Mike laughed. "No problem."
Dad leaned forward and planted his palms on my shoulder blades, pressing me down firmly onto the bed and adding leverage for driving his daddy dick up my ass.
"Oh god, yeah," I moaned. "Harder, Daddy. Harder."
"Yeah, he likes it hard, Mr. Lake," Mike confirmed.
"So I've learned," Dad grunted. "He likes cock. Hard cock. Fucking cock."
"Oh yeah," I groaned in agreement. "More. More. More," I repeated with every deep, hard thrust.
"Gonna give my boy his first morning breeding."
"Mornings are the best, Mr. Lake. Breed him!"
"Fill my ass with cum, Daddy," I begged. "I want it. I need it."
"You're gonna get it," Dad growled as he began to rabbit-fuck my ass. "Gonna.... Gonna... Gonna..."
"Give it to him!" Mike cheered my dad on.
"You wanted it, boy?" Dad growled.
My own cock was about to explode but I wanted more. "Feed me, Dad. I want your cum for breakfast!"
"Oh fuck," Dad grunted, and I knew I'd almost waited too long. "Flip over fast," he ordered as he yanked his throbbing dick out of my ass. I did as I was told and was rewarded with the sight of Dad rapidly stroking his rigid red shaft. "Can't last much longer," he grunted as he moved up to straddle my chest.
"Just feed me," I said, licking my lips as that engorged cock moved closer and closer.
"I wanna see!" Mike yelled.
"That good enough?" I panted as I filled the phone camera's view with my lips and the head of my dad's flaming red cock.
"Feed him!" Mike yelled.
"Gonna... Gonna... Gonna..." Dad couldn't even finish his sentence as his tight fist flew up and down the throbbing shaft.
"So hungry," I moaned before sticking my tongue out and waiting for my breakfast.
"OH FUCK," Dad grunted. "HERE..." Pumping faster. "...IT..." And faster. "...CUMS!" His fist slammed to the base of his cock an instant before it exploded. The first blast splattered on my check. "FUCK!" Dad grunted and adjusted his aim so the second blast flew into my open mouth. "YEAH!" Dad growled as his thirst blast jetted into my mouth as well. "FUCK," Dad moaned as he gripped the top of my head with his free hand and pushed his cock into my mouth with the other.
"MMMPH," I groaned as my mouth was filled with cum and cock and my lips wrapped tightly around the shaft...not wanting to spill a drop.
"Oh yeah!" Mike hissed. "SWALLOW HUEY!"
"MMMPH," I grunted as the cum washed down my throat and Dad resumed stroking the part of his cock that I hadn't taken in yet. More cum oozed onto my tongue as Dad's urgent panting slowed and he started taking deeper breaths to recover.
"Now that's what I call breakfast," Mike laughed. "I hope you'll make breakfast for me one day, Mr. Lake."
"Only if you call my 'Daddy,'" he replied with a laughed.
"It's a deal," Mike smiled, "Daddy."
"That's better," my dad sighed as he looked me in the eyes and slowly pulled his cock out of my mouth. "Was it everything you wanted, Son?"
I swallowed, smiled, wiped the cum from my cheek, sucked that into my mouth as well, then finally replied... "And more." I raised an eyebrow and added, "But it will never be enough."
Dad laughed and ruffled my hair. "We'll just have to keep trying." Then he leaned in and gave me a quick kiss. "Sorry, gotta get to work. You'll be okay to take care of this yourself?" he asked, grabbing my own throbbing cock and giving it a few pumps.
"FUCK!" I yelled as cum shot straight up from my cock. A fountain of cum raining back down on Dad's pumping fist.
"I guess that answers that," he laughed.
"Sorry, Dad," I panted as the last of my cum oozed out over his still slowly stroking fist.
"No problem, I could use a little more breakfast too," he grinned before releasing my cock and slurping the cum from his hand. "Best breakfast I've had in a long time," he said with a smile as he licked his lips.
"Better than Grandpa's?" I asked without thinking.
"GRANDPA!?" Mike blurted out before Dad could reply.
"Oh shit, I'm sorry, Dad!" I was truly mortified. I was so wrapped up in my Dad that I'd forgotten Mikey was still doing DickTime.
"No problem, Son," he said, giving me a deeper kiss and sharing our mutual servings of dad-and-son cum. "I think we can trust Mikey with a few family secrets. Can't we, Son?" he asked, turning to look at Mike on the phone.
"Oh yeah, Daddy, you can trust me," Mike assured him.
"I thought so," Dad laughed. "Okay, boys, I gotta get cleaned up and get to work. Have a good day and don't spend all your time DickTiming."
After Dad had left the room, Mike finally said, "Wow, your dad is so cool. And your grandpa?! Really?"
"What you're dad and grandpa don't play?" I asked innocently.
"Not that I know, but I'm definitely going to ask now," Mike laughed. "Right now!" And with that, DickTime was ended.
The door opened and Dad popped his head back into the room. "I almost forgot... Your grandpa asked me to ask you if you could go help him with some chores today."
"Did you tell him about us?"
"No, I figured I would let you surprise him whenever you feel like it. IF you feel like it."
"Oh, I feel like it!" I laughed.
Dad smiled. "Just don't wear him out. He's not as young as I am." And with a quick wink, Dad closed the door.
As my tongue explored my mouth for any lingering traces of Dad's delicious cum, my thoughts turned to how I could sample Grandpa's jizz as well.
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